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3rd in the Prester John series.
| [Serious Stephen] (in his role as) (Serious Announcer) | It be late in the afternoon, and the shadows be lengthening on the Steps. The Fools be trying out some new material. |
| [Bottel] | Here cometh Babbel, a flood of words and a drip of reason. |
| [Quibbel] | Here drink this, M'Ld. |
| [Babbel] | Pretty green colour... (Gulp) Eeeaaarrrgghhh! What BE that? |
| [Bottel] | If only we knew! |
| [Babbel] | My Lords... Ow!!!! What did you hit me in the head for? |
| [Battel] | No. Doesn't stop pain! |
| [Babbel] | My Lords... Hey put that bow... Ow!!!! What ARE you doing?!! |
| [Bottel] | Doesn't make him arrowproof either! |
| [Babbel] | My Lords, would 13 witches in a hot tub be a self cleaning coven? |
| [Battel] | If you stay up all night wondering where the sun is, it will dawn on you. |
| [Quibbel] | Not English eh? |
| [Bottel] | I'm reading a book to improve my mind. You should try it sometime. |
| [Babbel] | Good, what can I do to improve your mind? |
| [Battel] | Draw from your fine command of language and say nothing. |
| [Quibbel] | We could do some stuff about split-period couples... |
| [Battel] | No, that could be two messy.... |
| [Babbel] | What do Robin the Ruthless, John the Baptist, and Atilla the Hun have in common? |
| [Quibbel] | Their middle name. |
| [Babbel] | Ever shoot an elephant in your nightshirt? |
| [Bottel] | I've never seen an elephant in my nightshirt. |
| [Babbel] | What strange animal be this a picture of? |
| [Bottel] | Youradillo. |
| [Battel] | No, Armadillo. |
| [Bottel] | Nooo....., I can't top that one! |
| [Battel] | When God endowed human beings with brains, He did not intend to guarantee them. |
| [Quibbel] | Ah! greetings Lady Lucrativa! |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | Bottel, We need your contribution for the last fund raising planning meeting. |
| [Bottel] | But I missed the last meeting. |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | Yes, but you have to contribute anyway - 1/23rd of costs... |
| [Bottel] | But - 1/23rd of costs - there be only 5 members on the committee... |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | Yes, but there be lots of advisors, who get paid expenses... |
| [Bottel] | ...out of which they pay for their share of the meeting's costs! |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | Yes. |
| [Bottel] | But we have to raise the money to pay for their expenses... |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | Yes. |
| [Bottel] | Hmm... When God endowed human beings with brains, He did not intend to guarantee them. So what other ideas has the Great Gelder Grabber come up with now? |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | You don't seem to like Count Gelder... |
| [Bottel] | Saw lots like him when I had taken orders. |
| [Lady Lucrativa] | You were in a Monastery? |
| [Babbel] | He got out! |
| [Battel] | Several times! |
| [Bottel] | I can tell just what sort of person he is. On their own, I can eat 'em for breakfast, but creatures like that tend to hunt in packs, and you need to watch behind... |
| [Quibbel] | Yes but, I thought leeches were solitary types. |
| [Bottel] | Except when clustered around King's bums..... then the blood soaked rags sell for a pretty penny each too... |
Robin the Ruthless in Battel usually confesses to scribbling the Fools rantings...
All hope abandon, ye who seek sense here.
All sense abandon, ye who seek hope here.
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